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BUBBLE DANCING∵Э〓MY○BUBBLE○○○∴Э〓MY○ WORLD●●● 1 décembre 反省中 实验室小本妹妹再一次毁了我的实验计划,然后大概是由于我的气场,哭了……反省中 是小本妹妹太脆弱,还是我太大条……唉,在家禁闭两天后的我,虽然什么严厉的话都没有说,貌似光是周身不小心散发出来的气场就把小姑娘弄哭了。现在还在我背后抽泣着。。。原来我是如此可怕的人吗…… 安慰她别哭了,哽咽着回答说没有哭,只是在厕所里打了一个很大的喷嚏……哪有那样的喷嚏,我再傻也是有限度的。。。安慰说实验并不一定没得救,不用担心,小本妹妹默默地点头,眼眶又湿润了一下。。。我还是闭嘴的好,从来没有安慰谁成功过,越说会让她越难受…… 被讨厌了,被彻底讨厌了,这光景,可如何是好……我们都需要成长。 继续反省中 21 novembre 2012 观后抱着看knowing的心情去看,却发现是部不错的电影,虽然有那么一些讽刺的地方,但也有让在下老泪纵横的地方。。。惭愧。 亮点: 诺亚方舟,中国制造,质量经得起考验; 肥到流油的老头子最后一刻燃烧自己的生命力顶起了儿子; 科学家主场,政治家,有自知之明一点进行后方支援;游轮上演奏的是爵士,最有灵魂的音乐;最后时刻,没有了国界,地球还是原来的地球,太阳照样从东边升起,人类一如既往地渺小但坚挺…… J点: 声控汽车。。。浪费了宝贵的几秒 (如果早点发车的话,说不定那个挺帅的pilot也可以活下来为人类传宗接代做点贡献)…… 疑点: 被破坏的一塌糊涂的地球,手机信号貌似没有受到太大干扰,在该断掉的时候才断掉,电力也没有被太大的破坏; 冰天雪地中,小女孩穿的居然是短裤; 英雄们在冰点海水中狂泡狂潜水,上来依然气色不错; 老泪纵横点: 老爸和儿子们的几个电话,通的不通的都有份……
总而言之,没有想象中那么令人失望,值得一看,也让自己重新拾起杞人忧天的毛病。年轻时曾有段时间天天幻想着世界末日,材导五分钟演讲上都说过当集齐所有的水晶头骨时,世界末日将被预言 (影片中玛雅金字塔前的人祭也因此让我起了几分钟的鸡皮疙瘩……),所以决定闲暇之余还是得好好研究研究压电材料, 不幻想成为不死的英雄,只应着活下去的本能。影片中频繁提到crack,虽然和我目前关注的不是一个尺度,但也会有跌宕的感觉。。。 不禁想造物主真是深谋远虑,不管我们怎么折腾,终归是为了传宗接代,发扬光大,让它的游戏好好进行下去…… 就本能而言,我的觉悟或许不算差,先学开车,再学游泳,然后学飞机都是写在人生计划中的事情,似乎在影片中都或多或少有点作用,看来得赶快学会踩水才行了。。。 但是一直保持积极的生活态度或许会有点累,那就得学会像喇嘛一样涅槃 (老喇嘛敲得那两声钟很有味道);或者像Borg (ref “Star Trek”)一样,没有个体,只有整体,或许能省掉那些让人纠结的痛苦。
就这么多了,最后推荐大家看电影时最好是和自己珍爱的人一起,这样彼此都会变得更加宽容……时光流逝本身就是一件伤感的事情了,有什么不幸的话更是难以承受的,所以珍惜着吧,好的坏的,有的没有的,能感受的就是幸福的~
感恩节快乐!(虽然不是我的风格。。。也许我需要,也开始改变了,哈哈) 谢谢小风拉我一起~ 20 novembre When a man loves a woman – Michael BoltonWhen a man loves a woman 13 novembre Cool lyrics from Garfie and Sam It's the end of the world as we know it that's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane lenny bruce is not afraid. eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. feed it up a knock, speed, grunt no, strength no. ladder structure clatter with fear of height, down height. wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for hire and a combat site. left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered crop. look at that low plane! fine then. uh oh, overflow, population, common group, but it'll do. save yourself, serve yourself. world serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed. tell me with the rapture and the reverent in the right right. you vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched. it's the end of the world as we know it. it's the end of the world as we know it. it's the end of the world as we know it and i feel fine. six o'clock - tv hour. don't get caught in foreign tower. slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn. lock him in uniform and book burning, blood letting. every motive escalate. automotive incinerate. light a candle, light a motive. step down, step down. watch a heel crush, crush. uh oh, this means no fear cavalier. renegade and steer clear! a tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies. offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and i decline. the other night i tripped a nice continental drift divide. mount st. edelite. leonard bernstein. leonid breshnev, lenny bruce and lester bangs. birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! you symbiotic, patriotic, slam, but neck, right? right. by Kode 9 with SpaceApe Victims themselves of a close encounter Desperate abducters, constructers become infected, vexed By an alien virus, so alien, so viral Living spaceapes, creatures, covered, smothered in ripe tentacles Stimulating the audio nerve directly You wanna come flex with me Hallucinating senses individually, insiduosly are in any combination, rhymically Shifting gears, focus upon intensity wait, big people a talk nobody try fuck with i-man clarity Mind starts slippin to familiar tracks Bending warping, interfering with the facts Sensory language leaves us with no habit for lying We are hostile aliens, immune from dying Don't Harass me for not behaving correct I only want to slide my arm round your neck Interpretation, electro-chemical stimulation The sensation you feel is entirely real All that we share is our struggle for silence We don't wanna bother with no arms house business, no shooting no violence sensory language twist snake like a limb Flexible, versitile, curious like twins Transparent in the way that it moves With sufficient memory To cut clean through you.. Victims themselves, from a close encounter Desperate abductors, constructors, becoming infected, vexed By an alien virus, so alien, so viral Living spaceapes, creatures, covered, smothered in writhing tentacles Stimulating the audio nerve directly You wanna come flex with me Hallucinating senses individually, insiduosly are in any combination, rhymically Mind starts slippin familar tracks Bending warping, interfering with the facts Sensory language leaves us with no habit for lying We are hostile aliens, immune from dying 12 novembre 流沙样 最近天气不错,让人清醒的温度,高远的天空,傍晚的停车场方向的天空更是美得让人颤抖 (也有可能是冻得颤抖。。。) 这两天似乎开始有点神经质了~ Sam说我突然变得social起来,以前呆板的对话也变得生动了,叛逆期终于终于终于完结了吗,一个人瞎折腾的日子也开始厌倦了吗,管他呢…… 于是拜托老周用其高级相机照张最近的晚霞,被拒了,这种预料中的结果,倒也习惯了,不知是可喜还是可悲~ 这种转瞬即逝的景色,享受一点的时候就享受一点好了,没对比没真相,老看着觉得厌了也许就更可悲了。 昨天给猪还是打了电话,拿他开涮,生日兼光棍节了,据说准女友的昵称会是卷子,虽然我总觉得包子感觉更酷一点……不管怎样,都会比以前的馒头好吧。。。 统计学教授很雷地提醒我别忘了第二次考试,第一次花了很久很久,以为今天要通宵的我在到家的下一秒便先喝了杯咖啡,结果做完时不到八点……剩下的时间全用来发抖了。书包里有很多要读的东西,然后用抖着的脑子想不通为什么要去读…做事前会想为什么,然后想为什么要想为什么,一直下去,时间就没了,然后想别想了,做了再说吧。一直重复着这个模式,越来越快的cycle,我就成了PhD了。 最近和老教授的对话都是围绕着Crack,很兴奋的样子……然后Sam告诉我说,crack是穷人用来麻痹自己的毒品。。。难怪这么high 一边写着,一边放映着傍晚天空颜色层层叠叠,消失在停车场的样子,然后就没了。车子发动的声音,收音机播放着重复了一个星期的陈旧话题,漫长的现实感,也没什么不好。 流沙样的颜色,流沙样的日子,流沙样的过。 11 novembre 猪,生日快乐 都老大不小了,23岁生日快乐~22岁的时候有陶喆的歌词贴,23岁没了…… 早点晚点,反正迟早都能看见就是了…就不打骚扰电话了…顺祝小毛八岁生日快乐吧。。。 怎么我们家的大多都在冬天生呢。 不久就转到我了吧……因为温室效应,还没看到雪,不知道生日那天会不会下雪呢。 到时别忘了回祝司令我一下,行走江湖,不容易啊,哈哈! |
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